A Poem by Silverdweller88

"Hypnagogia is the experience of the transitional state between wakefulness and sleep in humans: the hypnagogic state of consciousness, during the onset of sleep."

Hypnagogia is a place that seizes the twilight

With soft gold dust that leaves the hands of the gods in streams

To gather as beaches bright and saturated along coasts

Violent coasts that clash forever into all the little conches that as an audience, hear them roar

Betwixt the wide lightning that flirts with the horizon, purple illuminating the brimming storm clouds, and the hush of rain

Hypnagogia is the place between a lullaby and electrification

© 2020 Silverdweller88

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Tis the time I always fall of the kerb and wake with a rapidly beating heart.
Too notch piece of writing

Posted 2 Years Ago

wow, this poem makes me want to go to that in-between place...
i can hear the music and feel the current....the imagery is exceptional in this piece...
all so visual and audio as well...

Posted 2 Years Ago

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Added on June 6, 2020
Last Updated on June 6, 2020
Tags: Sleep, dreams, imagination, ocean, storms, abstract